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ARGUMENT. 


The  action  of  this  drama  commences  at  the  chateau  of  Count  Arnheim  in  Austria.  The 
Dcasantry  and  retainers  of  the  Count  are  making  preparations  for  the  chase,  when  Thaddeus, 
I  PoHsh  exile  and  fugitive  from  the  Austrian  troops,  arrives,  in  seach  of  sheher  and  concealment. 
Here  he  encounters  a  band  of  Gipsies  headed  by  one  Devilshoof,  who,  learning  from  Thaddeus 
:hat  he  is  pursued  by  soldiers,  gives  him  a  disguise,  conceals  him,  and  puts  the  pursuing  troops 
)n  the  wrong  track.  Just  at  this  time,  shouts  of  distress  are  heard,  and  Florestein  appears 
surrounded  by  huntsmen.  The  Count's  child  and  her  attendant  have  been  attacked  by  an  in- 
"uriated  stag  in  the  forest,  and  are  probably  destroyed.  Hearing  this,  Thaddeus  seizes  a  rifle, 
md  hastens  to  their  relief,  and  by  a  well-aimed  shot,  kills  the  animal,  and  saves  them  from 
iestruction.  The  Count  now  returns  to  hear  of  the  peril  of  his  darling  child,  and  to  see 
rhaddeus  bearing  her  wounded  form  in  his  arms.  Overjoyed  to  find  her  still  alive,  the  Count 
overwhelms  Thaddeus  with  grateful  thanks,  and  invites  him  to  join  in  the  festivities  about  to 
:ake  place.  Thaddeus  at  first  declines,  but  being  warmly  entreated  to  remain,  at  length  consents 
;o  do  so.  They  seat  themselves  at  table,  and  the  Count  proposes  as  a  toast,  "  Health  and  long 
ife  to  the  Emperor."  All,  except  Thaddeus,  do  honor  to  the  toast,  and  his  silence  being 
observed,  the  Count  challenges  him  to  empty  his  goblet  as  the  rest  have  done.  Thaddeus,  to 
:he  surprise  of  all,  dashes  the  wine  to  the  earth;  this,  of  course,  produces  a  burst  of  indignation, 
rhe  assembled  guests  are  infuriated  by  such  an  indignity  to  the  monarch,  and  threaten  the  life 
of  Thaddeus.  At  this  moment  Devilshoof  returns,  and  at  once  takes  sides  with  Thaddeus. 
rhe  Count  orders  Devilshoof  to  be  secured.  The  attendants  seize  and  carry  him  into  the  castle, 
rhaddeus  departs,  and  the  festivities  are  resumed.  During  the  fete,  Devilshoof  escapes,  taking 
>vith  him  the  Count's  infant  daughter,  Arline;  and  his  flight  being  almost  immediately  dis- 
:overed,  the  greatest  excitement  prevails.  Peasants,  huntsmen,  and  attendants,  hasten  in  search 
of  the  daring  fugitive,  and  he  is  seen  bearing  the  child  across  a  dangerous  precipice;  he  escapes, 
xnd  the  unhappy  father  sinks  in  despair  as  the  First  Act  ends. 

Twelve  years  are  supposed  to  elapse,  and  we  are  transported  to  the  city  of  Presburg,  in  the 
suburbs  of  which  the  Gipsies  are  encamped  with  the  Queen  of  their  tribe,  in  whose  tent  dwells 
he  Count's  daughter,  Arline,  now  a  fine  young  woman.  Florestein,  a  foppish  attache  to  the 
Court,  is  met  by  Devilshoof  and  his  companions,  who  relieve  him  of  his  jewelry,  among  which 
s  a  medallion,  which  Devilshoof  carries  off.  Thaddeus,  who  has  joined  the  tribe,  is  now 
enamored  of  Arline,  and  he  tells  her  that  it  was  he  who  saved  her  life  in  infancy,  but  he  still 
rarefully  conceals  from  her  the  secret  of  her  birth.  Arline  confesses  her  love  for  Thaddeus,  and 
;hey  are  betrothed  according  to  the  custom  of  the  Gipsy  tribe. 

A  grand  fair  is  in  progress  in  the  plaza  of  the  city,  and  hither,  of  course,  come  all  the 
Gipsies,  who  add  to  the  gayety  and  life  of  the  scene  by  their  peculiar  dances,  songs,  etc. 
Florestein  appears,  and  is  quite  fascinated  by  the  beauty  of  Arline.  While  trying  to  engage  her 
ittention,  he  perceives  his  medallion  hanging  on  her  neck,  and  claims  it:  charging  her  with 
laving  stolen  it.     This  leads  to  great  excitement:  tlie  guard  is  called,  Arline  is  arrested,  and  the 

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crowd  dispersed  by  the  soldiery.  The  supposed  culprit  is  brought  before  Count  Arnheim; 
Florestein  presses  the  charge,  and  circumstances  strengthen  the  appearance  of  guilt  against 
Arline,  when  the  Count  perceives  the  mark  left  by  the  wound  inflicted  by  the  deer  on  Arline's 
arm.  He  asks  its  origin.  She  repeats  the  story  as  related  to  her  by  Thaddeus.  The  Count 
recognizes  his  long-lost  child,  and  the  Act  ends  with  an  effective  tableau. 

In  the  Third  Act  we  find  Arline  restored  to  her  rank  and  the  home  of  her  father;  but  the 
change  in  her  prospects  does  not  diminish  her  love  for  Thaddeus.  He,  daring  all  dangers  for  an 
interview,  seeks  and  finds  her  here.  He  comes  to  bid  her  farewell,  and  prays  that  she  will,  even 
when  surrounded  by  other  admirers,  give  a  thought  to  him  who  saved  her  life,  and  who  loves 
her.  She  promises  fidelity,  and  declares  herself  his  and  his  only.  Here  we  find  that  the  Gipsy 
Queen  who  also  loves  Thaddeus  has  been  plotting  to  take  him  from  Arline.  By  her  device  the 
medallion  was  discovered  in  the  possession  of  Arline.  Even  now  she  is  conspiring  to  separate 
the  lovers,  but  her  plots  fail.  Thaddeus  relates  his  history  to  Count  Arnheim,  who,  in  gratitude 
to  the  saviour  of  his  child,  bestows  her  upon  him.  Desire  for  vengeance  now  fills  the  heart  of 
the  Gipsy  Queen ;  she  induces  one  of  her  tribe  to  fire  at  Thaddeus  as  he  is  embracing  Arline.. 
but  by  a  timely  movement  of  Devilshoof,  the  bullet  reaches  her  own  heart. 


DRAMATIS  PERSON.-E. 


Count  Arnheim,  Governor  of  Presburg. 
Thaddeus,  a  proscribed  Pole. 
Florestein,  Nephew  to  the  Count. 
Devilshoof,  Chief  of  the  Gipsy  tribe. 


Arline,  the  Count's  daughter. 
BuDA,  her  attendant. 
Queen  of  the  Gipsies. 


Nobles,  Soldiers,  Gipsies,  Retainers,  and  Peasants. 
Scene:  Presburg  on  the  Danube  and  vicinity. 


BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


ACT  I. 


The  Chateau  and  Grounds  of  Count  Arnheim,  on  the 
Jjanuhe,  near  Preshurg.  On  one  side,  the  principal 
enr.ranre  to  the  CastU ;  opposite,  is  a  statue  of  the 
Emperor,  above  which  a  party  is  employed  raising  the 
Austrian  flag. 

\_0n  rising  of  the  Curtain,  the  detainers  of  Count 
Arnheim  are  discovered p>reparin(j  for  the  Chasc.'\ 

Chorus. 
Up  with  the  banner,  and  down  with  the 

slave 
Who  shall  dare  to  dispute  the  rio;ht, 
Wherever  its  folds  in  their  g'lory  wave, 
Of  the  Austrian  eagle's  flight; 
Its  pinion  flies 
As  free  in  the  skies 

As  that  of  the  airy  king, 
And  thro'  danger  fleets, 
Like  the  heart  that  beats 
Beneath  his  plumed  wing. 

\_After  they  have  fixed  the  flag  they  all  come  forward  .'\ 

Now  the  foeman  lies  low,  and  the  battle- 

fleld's  Avon, 
We  may  honor  in  peace  what  in  war  we 

have  done. 
The  stirring  chase,  the  festive  board. 
The  varied  charms  which  each  afford, 

Shall  the  day  and  night  beguile: 
And  care  shall  be  drowned  in  that  glass 
Which  nothing  on  earth  can  surpass. 
But  a  lovely  woman's  smile. 
Then  up  with  the  banner,  &c. 

[_At  the  end  of  Chorus,  Count  Arnheim  and  Fiore- 
stein  enter  from  Chateau,  followed  by  neighboring 
Nobles,  Pages,  Huntsmen,  ifc.,  and  Ms  childi 
Arline,  attended  by  Buda.'\ 


SOLO. 

Count. 
A  soldier's  life 
Has  been  of  strife, 

In  all  its  forms  so  much; 
That  no  gentler  theme, 
The  world  wiU  deem, 

A  soldier's  heart  can  touch. 

CHORUS. 

Retainers. 
Hail  to  the  Lord  of  the  soil, 
His  vassals'  love  is  the  spoil 
That  lord  delights  to  share. 

CHORUS. 

Hunters. 
Away  to  the  hill  and  glen. 
Where  the  hunter's  belted  men, 
With  bugles  shake  tlie  air. 

\_Tiie  Count,  after  bowing  to  his  friends,  sees  Ar. 
line,  and  takes  her  in  his  arms.l 

Count. 
Ah !  who  can  tell,  save  he  who  feels. 
The  care  a  parent's  love  reveals. 
How  dear,  fond  thing,  thou  art 
To  this  lone  widowed  heart ! 

Chorus. 
Away  to  the  hill  and  glen,  &c. 

l_ During  this,  a  Retainer  brings  doivn  a  nfle  to 
Florcstein,  who  puts  it  atony  from  him.  Count 
Arnheim  exits  into  Chateau.  Nobles  and  Hunt- 
ers ascend  rocks  and  exeunt.  Arline  petitions 
liuda  to  let  her  accompany  them,  and  goes  off 
by  a  footpath,  at  the  side  of  the  rocks,  with  her 
and  Flo7-cstcin.'] 


BOHEMIAN  GUiL. 


I  Enter   Thaddiut,  breathless  and  exhausted,  in  a 
state  of  great  alarm.'] 

Thaddeiis. 
A  guard  of  Austrian  soldiers  are  on  my 
track,  and  I  can  no  longer  elude  their  vig- 
ilance. An  exile  from  my  wretched  country, 
now  a  prey  to  the  inveterate  invader,  my 
only  hope  is  in  some  friendly  shelter. 

[.SVci  the  statue  of  Emperor.'] 

Ah !  that  tells  me  I  am  here  on  the  very 
threshold  of  our  enemies! 

RECITATIVE. 

lliaddrus. 
AA'ithout   a    country,    -without    a    homo^ 
without  friends,  an<l  without  fortune! — Oh, 
■what  will   become  of   the    proscribed  or- 
phan, Thaddeus  of  I^)land! 

CAVATINA. 

'Tis  sad  to  leave  your  father-land, 

And  friends  you  loved  thei'e  well, 
To  wander  on  a  stranger  strand, 

Where  friends  but  seldom  dwell. 
Yet,  hard  as  are  such  ills  to  bear, 

And  deej)ly  though  they  smart, 
Their  i)aiigs  are  light  to  those  who  are 

The  orphans  of  the  heart! 

Oh,  if  there  were  one  gentle  eye 

To  weej)  when  1  might  grieve, 
One  ])osom  to  receive  the  sigh 

AVhieh  sorrow  oft  will  heave; 
One  heart  the  ways  of  life  to  clieer, 

Though  rugged  they  might  be, 
No  language  can  express  how  dear 

That  heart  would  be  to  me! 

[At  end  of  soiiif.  It  troop  of  (iipsirs,  hradtd  Inf 
DcnUhixjf,  thrir  leader,  siidtkidi/  appear,  and 
are  about  to  seize  and  roh  Thwldeua,  hut  prc- 
sumin;/,  hi/  hin  dress,  that  he  is  a  soldier,  they 
atop  and  examine  him.] 

Chorus. 

In  the  gijisy's  life  you  may  read 
The  life  that  all  would  like  to  load. 

Through  the  wide  world  to  rove, 

Be  it  sunny  or  drear. 
With  but  little  to  love, 

And  still  less  to  fear: 


Sometimes  under  roof,  and  sometimes  thrown 
Where  the  wild  wolf  makes  his  lair, 

For  he  Avho's  no  home  to  call  his  own, 
Will  find  a  home  somewhere. 

'Tis  the  maxim  of  man 

What's  another's  to  claim  ; 
Then  to  keep  all  he  can. 
And  we  do  the  same! 
Thus  a  habit  once,  'tis  custom  grown, 

And  ev'ry  man  will  take  care. 
If  he  hasn't  a  home  to  call  his  own, 
To  find  a  home  somewhere. 

Thaddeus. 

The  sight  of  these  wanderers  has  in- 
spired me  with  a  prospect.        [To  Devilshoofi 

Your  manner  and  habit  please  me.  I 
should  like  to  join  your  band.  I  am  young, 
strong,  and  have,  1  hope,  plenty  of  courage. 

DevHsJioof. 
Who  arc  youf 

Thaddeus. 

One  without  money,  without  home,  and 
without  hope. 

DcvUshoof. 
You're  just  the  fellow  for  us,  then! 

Gipsy. 

[  Who  is  on  look-out  on  rock.'^ 

Soldiers  are  coming  this  way. 

Thaddeus. 
'Tis  me  they  are  in  search  of. 

Devdshoof. 

Indeed!  then  they'll  be  cunning  if  thev 
find  you. 

[In  a  moment  they  strip  the  soldier's  dress  of 
Thaddeus,  and  as  they  are  puttin'j  a  gipsy's 
frock,  iS'C-,  over  him,  a  roll  of  parchment,  iritk 
seal  attached,  falls  at  the  feet  of  Devdshoof, 
who  seizes  it.] 

Devdshoof. 
What  is  this  ? 

Thaddeus, 
]\Iy  commission !    It  is  the  only  thing  I 
possess   on   earth,   and   I    will  never   part 
with  it. 


BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


[Snatches  and  conceals  it  in  his  hosom,  and  has 
but  just  time  to  mix  himself  with  the  Gipsies, 
when  a  body  of  the  Emperoi'^s  Soldiers  enter  in 
pursuit.  ] 

Officer. 

\_Scrutuiizin()  Gipsies.'} 
Have  you  seen  any  one  pase  this  way — 
any  stranger! 

Devilshoof. 

No  one — stay — yes,  a  young  Polish  sol- 
dier ran  by  just  now,  and  passed  up  those 
rocks. 

Officer. 

That's   him — thanks,    friend!     forward! 

^Exeunt  Soldiers  up  rocks. '\ 

DUET   AND    CHORUS. 

Devilshoof. 

Comrade,  your  hand. 
We  understand 

Each  other  in  a  breath. 

\_Shakin[/  his  hand.} 

This  grasp  secures 
Its  owner  yours. 

In  life,  and  until  death. 

Thaddeus. 

Long  as  it  hold, 
With  friendly  fold, 

Mine  shall  cling  to  it.  [Aside.} 

By  death  he  means,  but 
''If  there's  a  throat  to  cut 

"Why  you  must  do  it!" 

Chorus. 
In  the  gipsy's  life  you  may  read,  &c. 

Thaddeus. 

My  wants  are  few — 

Devilshoof. 

Want  we  ne'er  knew. 
But  what  wc  coidd  supply. 

Thaddeus. 

Then  what  is  worse, 
I  have  no  purse — 

Devilshoof. 
We  nothing  have  to  buy. 


Thaddeus. 
My  heart  'twiU  wring — 

Devilshoof. 
That  is  a  thing 
In  which  Ave  never  deal. 

Thaddeus. 
But  all  I  need — 

Devilshoof 
'Twere  best  indeed 
To  borrow,  beg,  or  steal. 

Chorus. 
In  the  gipsy's  life  you  may  read,  &c. 

ENSEMBLE. 

Devilshoof 
Then  rest  ye  here,  while  we 
Explore  each  spot,  and  see 
What  luck  there  is  in  store. 

Thaddeus. 
The  scenes  and  days  to  me. 
Which  seer:ed  so  blest  to  be, 
No  time  can  e'er  restore. 

Chorus. 
Oh,  what  is  the  wo'th  of  the  richest  man's 

wealth, 
Which  the  chances  are  likely  he  came  to 

by  stealth, 
Unless  he  can  rove  abroad  in  the  free  air, 
As  free  as  are  we,  from  all  sorrow  and  care. 

[All  exeunt. — Loud  shouts  and  alarms  arc  h  ard, 
ichich  become  viore  and  more  distinct,  when  a 
bodi/  of  Huntsmen  are  seen  to  cross  a  chasm  in 
the  rocks  which  is  bridged  ly  aftUcn  tree,  <f'c., 
and  exeunt  by  the  path  where  Arline,  ^r. ,  went 
off.  Alarms  continue,  and  Florestein  rushes  in, 
apparently  friijhtencd  to  death.  ] 

SONG. 

Is  no  succor  near  at  hand? 

For  my  intellect  so  reels, 
I  am  doubtful  if  I  stand 

On  my  head  or  on  my  heels. 
No  gentleman,  it's  very  clear, 

Such  shocks  should  ever  know. 
And  when  I  once  become  a  peer 

They  shall  not  treat  me  so! 


BOHEIMIAX  (rinL. 


Then  let  ev'rj  vassal  arm, 

For  my  thanks  he  well  deserves, 
"\Mio  from  this  state  of  alarm 

Will  jjroteet  my  shattered  nerves! 
To  think  tliat  one  unused  to  fear, 

Such  fri^dit  sliould  ever  know, 
But  let  them  make  me  once  a  peer 

They  shall  not  treat  me  so! 

L-l<  end  of  sonif,  Thaddnts  and  Peasant  rush  in, 
tvincinij  the  tjreatcut  state  of  alarm  and  terror.'] 

ThaddcKS. 
What  means  this  alarm? 

Peasant. 

The  Count's  child  and  her  attendant 
have  been  attacked  by  an  infuriated  animal, 
and  are  probably  killed  ere  this! 

Thaddeus. 
W^hat  do  I  hear? 

\_He  perceives  Florestein's  rifle,  seizes  it,  runs  up 
the  rocks,  aims,  fires,  and  instantly  rushes  off. 
The  discharge  of  the  rifle,  and  the  alarm  of  the 
Peasantry,  bring  Count  Arnheim  and  his  party 
to  the  spot.  Devilshoof  enters  at  one  side,  at 
the  same  time,  watching.  ] 

Count. 

Whence  proceed  these  sounds  of  fear, 
and  where  is  my  darling  child  ? 

[All  maintain  a  painful  silence,  u-hen  Thaddeus 
re-appears,  conveying  Arline,  who  is  %p<jundcd  in 
the  arm,  and  seems  faint.] 

JBuda. 

[Foiling  at  the  Count's  feet.] 

We  were  pursued  by  the  wild  deer  they 

were  chasing,  and,  but  for  the  braverv  of 

this  young  man  [pointing  to  Thaddcun],  the  life 

of  your  child  would  have  been  sacriticed. 

Count. 

[Clasping  hl.i  child  in  his  arms.] 

Praised  bo  Providence,  her  life  is  saved, 
for   she   is   all   that   renders  mine    happv. 

[Looking   (it   her  arm,   then   nddresxing  Jiiidn.]       Let 

her  wound  have  every  attention,  though  it 
presents  no  sign  of  danger. 

[liuda  goes  into  the  Castle  mth  Arline,  and  Count 
Arnheim  advances  to  Thaddeus.] 


Stranger,  accept  the  hand  of  one  who, 
however  different  to  you  in  station,  can 
never  sufficiently  thank  you  for  the  service 
you  have  rendered  him. 

Devilshoof.  [Aside.] 

First  to  serve,  and  then  be  thanked  by 
the  persecutor  of  his  country.  The  fellow's 
mad ! 

Count. 

I  trust  you  will  remain,  and  join  the 
festivities  we  arc  about  to  indulge  in;  and 
'twill  gratify  me  to  know  I  can  be  useful  to 
you. 

Thaddeus. 

I  thank  your  loi'dship;   but — 

Count.  [To  the  Nobles.] 

Pray,  my  friends,  join  your  entreaties  to 
mine. 

[Here  the  JVbftte  all  surround  the  Count  and 
Thaddeus,  and  Florestein  coming  uj)  to  him, 
says — ] 

Florestein. 

I'm  extremely  obliged  to  you  for  not 
shooting  me  as  well  as  my  little  cousin — 
and  I  beg  you'll — aw — stay —  [./.vi(/^.]  A 
very  common  sort  of  personage,  apparently. 

Thaddeus.  [  To  the  Count.] 

Be  it  as  your  lordship  wishes. 
Count. 

Then  be  seated,  friends,  and  let  the  fete 
begin. 

[  They  all  scat  themselves  at  the  tables  which  have 
previously  been  laid  opposite  the  Castle.  Thad- 
deus takes  his  seat  at  the  farther  end,  Florestein 
occupying  a  prominent  jiosition.  The  Count 
rises. ] 

Count. 

I  ask  you  to  pledge  but  once,  and  that 
is,  to  the  health  and  long  life  of  your 
Emperor. 

[Here  the  guests  fill  their  glasses,  rise  and  turning 
toward  the  statue  of  tin  ICmperor  drink  while  the 
Peasantry  surround  it  respectfully.  Thculdeus 
alone  keeps  his  seat,  on  perceiving  which,  Flore- 
stein goes  up  to  the  Count,  and  points  it  out  to 
him.  ] 


BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


Florestein. 

Your  new  acquaintance,  my  dear  uncle, 
s  not  overburthened  with  politeness  or 
oyalty,  for  he  neither  fills  his  glass,  nor 
ulfils  your  wishes. 

Count. 

l^F'Mln'j  a  r/Iass  and  going  wp  to  Thaddeus.'\ 

I  challenge  you  to  empty  this  to  the 
leaith  of  our  Emperor. 

ThaddeUS.    I  Taking  the  glass.} 

I  accept  the  challenge,  and  thus  I  empty 
he  goblet. 

[Gofs  up  to  the  statue  and  throws  dotcn  the  glass 
with  the  utmost  contem2:>t,  A  general  burst  of 
indignation  follows.  ] 

[^Chorus  of  Guests  rising,  drawing  their  swords, 
and  rushing  towards  Thaddeus.} 

Down  with  the  daring  slave 

Who  disputes  the  right 
Of  a  people's  delight. 

And  would  their  anger  brave ! 

Count. 

\To  the  Nobles  and  Guests,  interposing  between 
them  and  Thaddeus."] 

Although  'tis  vain  to  mask 

The  rage  such  act  demands. 
Forgive  me  if  I  ask 

His  pardon  at  your  hands; 
f  from  your  wrath  I  venture  to  Iiave  craved 
rhe  life  of  one,  my  more  than  life  who  saved. 

[  To  Thaddcus.  ] 

Stranger,  I  answer  not 

One  moment  for  your  life, 
Quit,  while  you  may  a  spot 

Where  you  have  raised  a  strife. 
iTour  longer  presence  will  more  excite, 
ind  this  will  the  service  you  did  me  requite. 

\_TJirows  Thaddeus  a p)urse  of  gold.} 
Devilshoof.  [  Hushes  in.  ] 

Where  is  the  hand  will  dare  to  touch 
One  hair  of  a  head  I  prize  so  much. 

\_Taking  the  hand  of  Thaddcus.] 
[To  Count.  ] 


That  pulse  of  pride  you  boast 
Within  me  beats  as  high. 

You  and  your  titled  host, 
Proud  lord,  I  do  defy. 

Florestein. 

[Aside,  with  a  glass  in  o?ie  hand,  and  a  leg  of  a 
bird  in  the  other.  ] 

Upon  my  life,  'tis  most  unpleasant, 
Just  as  one  had  attacked  a  pheasant. 

[  Thaddeus,  who  has  taken  up  the  purse,  and  seeing 
himself  and  Devilshoof  surrounded  by  the 
Nobles  and  Guests,  throws  the  purse  at  the 
Count's  feet.} 

Thaddeus. 

Take  back  your  gold,  and  learn  to  know 
One — above  aught  you  can  bestow. 

Chorus. 

Down  with  the  daring  slave 
Who  would  our  fury  brave. 

Devilshoof. 

Stand  back  ye  craven  things; 

Who  dares  obstruct  our  path. 
Upon  his  rashness  brings. 

The  vengeance  of  my  wrath. 

[Devilshoof  defending  Thaddeus,  retreats,  pressed 
upon  by  the  Nobles,  Guests,  <f-c.,  when  the  Count 
orders  a  j^rty  of  his  Eetainers  to  divide  them; 
they  seize  Devilshoof  and  take  him  towards  the 
Castle. } 

Count. 

Seize  him  and  bind  him,  and  there  let  him 

find 

Escape  from  those  walls  better  men  have 

confined. 
Devilshoof. 

[As  they  arc  dragging  him  off.} 

Tho'  meshed  by  numbers  in  the  yoke 
Of  the  one  by  all  abhorr'd. 
Yet  tremble,  worthless  lord. 

At  the  vengeance  you  thus  provoke. 

Cltorus. 

Down  with  the  daring  slave 
Who  would  our  fury  brave. 


10 


BOHEMIAN  GJIiL. 


\_Devilshoof  is  dragged  off  into  the  CasUf,  the 
Count,  Nobles,  iV'c  ,  reseat  themselves,  when  the 
festival  continues;  ISuda  is  seen  to  leave  the 
windoic  at  which  Jie  has  been  seated  with  Arline, 
and  slie  enters  and  converses  with  the  Count.  In 
the  midst  of  the  feast  Devilshoof  is  seen  descend- 
ing from  the  roof  of  the  Castle  until  he  reaches 
the  window  of  Arline's  chamber,  into  which  he 
enters,  and  seizing  .Irline,  continues  his  descent 
to  the  ground  and  steals  off  towards  the  rocks  in 
the  rear.  Buda  then  enters  tlie  Castle,  and  in  a 
minute  afterwards  the  festivities  are  interrupted 
by  violent  shrieking,  the  window  is  thrown  open, 
and  Iluda,  pale,  and  with  dishevelled  hair, 
tignijies  by  her  gestures  that  Arline  has  disap- 
peared,'] 

Chorus. 

What  sounds  break  on  the  air? 
\\'liat  looka  of  wikl  despair 

A  grief  as  wild  impart. 


Coimi. 

^[y  child!  tliat  word  alone, 
With  agonizing  tone, 

Bursts  in  upon  my  heart ! 

[  Count  and  Nobles  dash  into  the  Castle.  A  general 
movement  of  all — some  are  seen  at  the  window 
of  Arline's  chamber  signifying  that  she  is  gone.  ] 


Chorus. 

Be  every  hand  prepared 
Their  liege  lord's  halls  to  guard, 
With  devotion  whose  bond 
All  ties  is  bevond. 


Fhrcstcin. 

[^Kneeling  and  appearing  greatly  alarmed.] 

Why  what  with  dancing,screanung,fighting, 
( )ne  really  is  a  shocking  plight  in," 
And  it  i»uzzles  (juite  one's  wit 
To  find  a  place  to  pick  a  bit. 

[  The  Count  rushes  from  the  Castle,  dragging  Buda 
and  followed  by  Nobles.  Buda,  trembling,  falls 
on  her  knees.  ] 


Count 

Wretch!  monster!  giyo  me  back 

The  treasure  of  my  soul; 
Go — all — the  spoiler's  footsteps  track 

That  treasured  prize  who  stole. 
But  no,  vain  hope!  unless  we  pray  to  Him 
Who  healeth  all  sorrow,  with  suppliant  limb. 

PRATEIi. 

Thou,  who  in  might  supreme, 

O'er  the  fate  of  all  reignest, 
Thou  who  hope's  palest  beam 

In  the  mourner  sustainest! 
Vouchsafe  to  lend  an  ear 

To  the  grief  of  the  waller, 
Cut  short  the  dark  career 

Of  the  ruthless  assailer. 

[During  the  prayer  Devilshoof  is  seen  climbing  up 
the  rocks  with  Arline  in  his  arms.] 

Chorus. 

Follow,  follow,  with  heart  and  with  arm, 
Follow,  follow,  and  shelter  from  harm 

The  pride  of  Arnheim's  line. 

Where  all  its  hopes  entwine. 

Follow,  follow, 

C)'er  brake  and  through  lioUow ! 

Climb  the  hill,  ford  the  stream. 

High  in  air  weapons  gleam ! 

Dash  through  where  danger  lies! 

Danger — aye,  death,  despise! 

To  save,  let  all  combine. 

The  pride  of  Arnheim's  line. 

\_At  the  most  animated  part  of  the  Choru.'>,  bodies  of 
Gentry,  lietaincrs,  Servants,  <)'•<?.,  are  seen  ru.ihing 
towards  the  rocks,  and  over  every  part,  in  pursuit 
if  Devilshoof,  who,  perceiving  his  situation,  knocks 
away,  the  moment  he  has  crossed  it,  the  ti-unk  of 
the  tree,  which  serves  as  a  bndge  between  the  two 
rocks,  and  thus  bars  their  passage.  Count  Arnheim 
in  his  dislraetioii  is  about  to  throw  himself  into  the 
gulf^he  is  held  bark  by  attend<ints,  into  whose 
arms  he  falls  senseless.  Some  arc  in  attitude  of 
prayer — others  menace  Devilshorf,  who,  folding 
Arline  in  his  large  cloak,  disappears  in  the  depths 
of  the  forest.] 


BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


11 


ACT  II. 


fOTE.— Twelve  Years  are  supposed  to  elapse  between 
the  First  and  Second  Acts. 

iCENE  I. — Street  in  Prcsbunj,  Moonlight.  Tent  of  the 
Queen  of  the  Gipsies,  large  curtains  at  the  back — it  is 
lighted  by  a  lamp.  On  the  opposite  side  of  the  Stage 
arc  Houses — one  of  which,  an  Hotel,  is  lighted  up. 

lArline  is  discovered  asleep  on  a  tiger's  skin — 
Thaddeus  is  watching  over  her.  As  the  curtain 
rises,  a  Patrol  of  the  City  Guard  marches  by, 
end  as  soon  as  they  have  gone  off,  Devilshoof 
and  a  party  of  Gipsies,  wrapped  up  in  cloaks, 
suddenly  aj^j^ear."] 

Chorus. 

lilence!  silence! — the  lady  moon 
Is  the  only  witness  now  awake, 

Lnd    weary   of  watching,    perchance   she 

soon 
To  sleep  will  herself  betake. 

lilence !   silence !  from  her  throne  in  air 

ihe  may  look  on  and  listen,  for  aught  we 

care; 

Jut  if  she  attend  unto  our  behest, 

Ihe  will  quietly  go  to  her  rest. 

SOLO. 

Devilshoof. 

liere's  a  deed  to  do  whose  gains 
Vill  reward  the  risk  and  the  pains — 

[TAe  Gipsies  all  draw  their  daggers  and  appear 
delighted.  ] 

'ic !  fie !  to  a  gentleman  when  you  appear, 
rou  may  di'aw  his  purse  without  drawing 

your  steel; 
Vith    bows,    and    politeness,    and    great 

respect, 
"ou  may  take  more   than  he  can   at   first 

detect. 

[Pointing  to  the  lighted  windoics  of  the  Hotcl.~\ 

!ee,  where  in  goblets  deep 

Vhat  sense  they  have  they  steep — 

Vhat  here!  'till  each  to  his  home 

ShaU  reel  on  his  doubtful  way. 
Vatch  here!   and  the  goblet's  foam 

Will  make  him  an  easy  prey! 
lilence!   silence!   this  way,  this  way! 


[As  the  Gipsies  retire  up  the  stage,  Florestein  stag- 
gers out  of  the  hotel — he  is  elegantly  dressed  with 
chain,  rings,  <.fc.,  and  a  rich  medallion  round  his 
neck.  ] 

Florestein. 

Wine!  wine!  if  I  am  heir 

To  the  Count — my  uncle's — line, — [Hiccup.'} 

Where's  the  fellow — will  dare 

To  refuse  his  nephew — wine?  [Hiccup.'] 

That  moon  there,  staring  me  in  the  way. 

Can't  be  as  modest  as  people  say, 

For  meet  whom  she  will,  and  in  Avhatever 

spot, 
She  often  looks  on  at  what  she  ought  not. 
Wine!  wine!  wine! 

[The  Gipsies  have  by  this  time  advanced,  and  Dev- 
ilshoof goes  politely  up  to  Florestein.] 

Devilshoof. 

My  ear  caught  not  the  clock's  last  chime. 
And  I  beg  to  ask  the  time  ? 

[Florestein  reels,  recovers  a  little,  and  after  eyeincj 
Devilshoof.  ] 

Florestein.  [Aside.] 

If  the  bottle  has  prevailed. 
Yet  whenever  I'm  assailed, 
Though  there  may  be  nothing  in  it, 
I  am  sobered  in  a  minute —  [  To  Dcvilshonf  ] 
You  are  really  so  polite. 
That  [imlling  out  his  2vatch]  'tis  late  iiito  the 

night. 
Devilshoof. 

[Taking  his  icotch  and  putting  it  into  his  fob.] 

You  are  very  kind — can  it  really  be! 
Are  you  sure  it  is  so  late? 

Florestein. 

[Assuming  courage.] 

May  I  beg  to  ask — I 

Devilshoof. 

I  am  grieved  to  see 
Any  one  in  such  a  state, 
And  will  gladly  take  the  utmost  care 
Of  the  rings   and   chains  you   chance   to 

wear. 

[Taking  from  Florestein  his  rings,  chain,  and  the 
rich  medallion.    Florestein  draws  his  S2Cord.] 


12 


BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


Fhrcstein. 

"WTiat   I   thought   was   |)olitf'iie.ss,  is   down 

right  theft, 

And  at  this  rate  I  soon  shall  have  nothing 

left. 

\_At  a  siyn  from  Uevilshoof  the  Gipsies  instantly 
surround  Horestein,  and  take  every  valuable 
from  him.'] 

Chorus. 

Advance  witli  caution,  let  every  man 
Seize  on,  and  keep  whatever  he  can. 

[During  the  chorus  Derilshoof  makes  off  tcith  the 
medallion,  and  the  others  are  dividing  the  rest 
of  the  spoil,  when  a  female  appears  in  the  midst 
of  them,  drops  her  cloak,  and  discovers  their 
Queen.      The  Gipsies  appear  stupefied.'] 

Queen. 

To  him  from  whom  you  stole, 
Surrender  back  the  WHOLE. 
[The  Gipsies  return  the  different  thimjs  to  Florestein.] 

Florestein. 

[  TremhUnij,  and  looling  over  the  thint/s.  ] 

Thanks,  madam, — lady — hut  might  I  re- 
quest 

A  medallion  in   diamonds — worth  all  the 

rest. 

\_At  a  sifjn  from  the  Queen,  who  seems  to  command 
its  restitution — ] 


Chorus  of  Gipsies, 

On  our  chieftain's  share  we  ne'er  encroach, 
xVud  he  tied   with   that   prize,  at  your  ap- 
proach. 

Queen.  [To  Florestdn.] 

Be  your  safety  my  care — 

Florestein.  [  TremlUng.  ] 

I'm  in  precious  hands. 

Queen.  [To  Gipsies.'] 

Follow  and  list  to  your  Queen's  commands. 

Chorus. 
Yes,  we  will  list  to  our  Queen's  commands. 

[Exeunt  Queen  holding  Florestein,  all  of  a  tremble, 
in  one  hand,  and  beckoning  the  Gipsies  to  follow 
with  the  other.  As  soon  as  they  have  gone  off,  Ar- 
line,  who  has  been  aroused  by  the  noise,  comes 
from  the  tent,  followed  by  Tfiaddeus.] 

Arline. 

"\Miere  have  I  been  wandering  in  my 
sleep  f  and  what  curious  noise  awoke  me 
from  its  pleasant  dreamt  Ah,  Thaddeus, 
would  you  not  like  to  know  my  dream  f 
well,  I  will  tell  it  you. 


iiSE!sliP=='il 


dolo'  iLssdi 


iqi=p=^9=: 


^^il^ 


—  ^  '^^^ 


-^9-v-^^ 1:  1  P-,  -    - 


17 


---  «— I — m^- — , #J^# ._ 


BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


13 


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Arline. 


:t2=: 


I      dreamt      that       I         dwelt 


m 


-f=5e£— ^t===&=f=i^^'te'^555. 


5^^^^^=^ 


■0 0 — \-^-\ — 1-# 0 — i-i \ — 3 — 0—- — 0 — i-CJ — I — gJL — 0^ — 


;'/' 


-0^ts:Lt^0 — ,-#_^*_, 


_— ^— w ^"L \ 1 — 1 '" 


— ?— ^ — ? — ?— -^^=? 


E3; 


1 


--[7--=:^^ 


-:^---K 


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aad       of 


mar    -    ble     lialls,         with   vas    -  sals      and     serfs    at         my      side, 


It  —  It 


ifiE^^E^E?^ 


'^  »    if  I      P** 


g==?=Ei^=?^^=2=f^i=^§7=g 


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fei:2-f: 


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all    who      as  -  sem  -  bled   with     -    iu      those    walls,    that      I      was      the    hope  aud         the 


IS 


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14 


B0HE3IIAN  GIRL. 


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N— ^- 


-N— *.■ 


W- 


p-^zzitp: 


-p-9> 


pride, 


I  had  rich  -  es       too      great         to         count — could  boast  of    a 


:#■  -#•  ♦  -#■■#•-#■ 


p/) 


high        an    -    ces    -    tral      name;. 


m. 


but      I         al      -     so        dreamt,     which 


±=r:^:rt:: 


^■^■ 


N  w  ! ,    P"'"* ^^  t*-»       #+-* 


( Taking  both  his  hands  in  hers.) 


^p^Hi 


# — ^- 


i~ki- 


-^ — ^— 


pleas'd    me  most,         that  you  lov'd       me    still  the   same,  that   you      lov'd     me,    you 


:=:fi«: 


EB^^zEEiE5E*zz!^l= 


»_, » , « « #_•_, «-#_, •-*-, •-• 


JB0HE3IIAN  GIRL. 


15 


lov'd        me        still      the   same,  that  you     lov'd   me,     you       lov'd         me        still        the 


— "-ar  -jr ar  -w    ~~    -w  tt    — r-#-  -#■    —    -ar  -ar    -H=  tt 


§:p^^.EE^=^^zEE-:^|l^^j?=7=^,^gaE;E^r^s^f^i==^jf; 


i^^3 


•y  U"^"^        ■  ^■MM^  U^**"^""  **** 


#-— * 


Ci-i-u g  ,    f-i '-P g  i I «-F #-1 ^1 «_II  -  - 


»—- 1 ^-w-i — : n 


[  dream'd  that  suitors  besought  my  hand, 

That  knights  upon  bended  knee, 
A.nd  Avith    vows    no    maiden    heart   could 

withstand 

That  they  pledged  their  faith  to  me. 
And  I  dream'd  that  one  of  this  noble  host 

Came  fortli  my  hand  to  claim; 
Yet   I   also   dream'd,    which   charmed  me 

most, 

That  you  loved  me  still  the  same. 

[At  the  end  o/  the  ballad  Thaddeus  presses  Arline 
to  his  heart.'l 

J  rline. 
And  von  do  love  me  still? 


Thaddeus. 
More  than  life  itself. 

Arline. 

Yet  is  there  a  mystery  between  our  af- 
fections and  their  happiness  that  I  would 
fain  unravel.  [Poiniiiuj  to  her  arm  ]  The  mark 
on  this  arm,  which  I  have  seen  you  so 
often  contemplate,  is  the  key  to  that  mys- 
tery. By  the  love  you  say  you  bear  me, 
solve  it. 


16 


BOHEMIAN  GIBL. 


DUET. 

Thaddcus. 

\_TaX-ing  her  hand  and  pointin<j  to  the  iiiark.'\ 

That  ■wound  upon  tliino  arm, 
Whoso  murk  throu<;^h  life  will  be, 
In  savinf?  thee  from  greater  harm 
Was  there  transfixed  by  me. 


By  thee 


AH  inc. 


Thaddcus. 


E'er  on  thy  gentle  head 
Thy  sixth  sun  had  its  radiance  shed, 
A  wild  d(M'r  who  had  lain  at  l)ay 
Pursued  by  hunters  cross'd  the  way, 
JUit  slaying  him  1  rescued  thee, 
And  in  his  death  throes'  agony 
That  tender  frame  by  his  antler  gored 
This  humble  arm  to  thy  home  restored. 

Arliiic. 

Strange  feelings  move  this  breast 
It  never  knew  before, 
And  bid  mo  here  implore 
That  you  reveal  the  rest., 

ENSEMBLE. 

Tliaddcus. 

The  secret  of  her  birth 

To  me  is  only  known, 

The  secret  of  a  life  whose  worth 

I  prize  beyond  my  own. 

ArVtnc. 

The  secret  of  my  birth 

To  him  is  fidly  known. 

The  secret  of  a  life  whose  worth 

r  jirizo  beyond  my  own. 

A  rlinc. 

Sj^oak,  tell  me — ease  ray  tortured  heart, 
-Vnd  that  secret  evil,  or  good,  impart. 

Thaddcus. 

1   will   tell   thee,  although   the   words   mav 

sever 

One  who  so  loves  thee,  from   thy   love  ^ov 

ever. 


ENSEMBLE. 


Arlinc. 


Where  is  the  spell  hath  yet  effaced 
The  first  fond  lines  that  love  hath  traced^ 
And  after  years  have  but  imprest 
More  deep  in  love's  confiding  breast? 

Thaddcus. 

And  yet  few  spells  have  e'er  effaced 
The  first  fond  lines  that  love  hath  traced, 
And  after  years  have  but  imprest 
More  deep  in  love's  confiding  breast. 

\_At  the  end  </  the  duct,  Thaddcus  throws  himself,  in 
an  ecstasy,  at  the  feet  of  Arline,  and  is  bathing 
her  hand  with  Hsses,  when  the  back  cwUains  of 
the  tent  are  withdrawn,  and  the  Queen  appears, 
jmlc,  and  trembling  with  ptassion.  She  advances 
towards  Arline,  and  pointing  to  Thaddcus — ] 

Queen. 

And  dare  you  aspire  to  the  love  of  him 
Avho  possesses  the  heart  of  your  queen? 

Arlinc. 

I  possess  his  heart,  and  will  yield  the 
possession  to  no  one.  He  is  the  saviour  of 
my  life,  and  the  only  friend  1  have  in  all 
the  tribe;  he  has  sworn  how  much  he 
loves  me. 

Queen. 
Loves  you? 

Arline. 

Yes:  let  him  speak  for  himself,  and 
choose  between  us. 

Qiieen. 
Be  it  so. 

\_Thaddeus,  who  has  been  anxiousli/  watching  the 
two,  here  runs  and  embraces  Arline.  She  sur- 
veys the  Queen  with  an  air  of  triumph.  ] 

Arline.  ITo  the  Qu^en."] 

I  made  no  idle  boast.       [Then  to  Thaddcus.^ 
Summon  our  comrades  hither. 

[  The  Queen  is  .standing  in  the  centre,  while  Thad- 
dcus calls  the  Gipsies  together,  who  enter  on,  all 
sides  and  surround  the  Queen,  and  apptear  to 
ask  what  is  goiug  on.] 


BOHEIIIAN  GIRL. 


17 


CONCERTED    PIECE. 

Arline. 

Listen,  while  I  relate 

The  hopes  of  the  gipsy's  fate. 

I  am  loved  by  one,  by  one  I  love 

All  other  hearts  above, 

And  the  sole  delight  to  me 

\_ Taking  the  hand  of  Thaddeus.'] 

Is  with  him  united  to  be. 

Chorus. 

Happy  and  light  of  heart  be  those 
Who  in  each  bosom  one  faith  repose! 

Devilslioof. 

\_Aslde — malicloushj pointing  to  the  Quecn.'\ 

A  rival's  hate  you  may  better  teU 
By  her  rage  than  by  her  tears, 

And  it,  perchance,  may  be  as  Avell, 
To  set  tlic^m  both  by  the  ears. 

[  To  Queen .  ] 

As  queen  of  the  tribe,  'tis  yours  by  right, 
riie  hands  of  those  you  rule  to  unite. 

Chorus. 

[  To  the  Queen,  tcho  draics  hack  and  hesitates  '] 

In  love  and  truth,  by  thee 
Their  hands  united  be. 

Arline, 

\_Partlj  inclining  in  supplication.'] 

A  rival  no  more,  but  a  subject  see, 
Asking  thy  blessing  on  bended  knee. 

Thaddeus.  inuising  her.] 

Debase  not  thyself,  but  rather  lose 

The  boon,  and  a  fate  less  wayward  choose. 

Chorus.      [Ui-ging  the  Queen.] 

In  love  and  truth,  by  thee 
Their  hands  united  be. 

Queen. 

\_Haughtilii  advancing,  and  taking  the  hands  of 
Arline  and  Thaddeus.] 

Hand  to  hand,  and  heart  to  heart. 
Who  shall  those  I  have  mated  part? 
By  the  spell  of  my  sway, 
Part  them  who  may !     [joining  thdr  hands.  ] 


Chorus. 

Happy  and  light  of  heart  be  those 
Who  in  each  bosom  one  faith  repose! 

[_During  this  scene  the    stage   has  been  growing 
somewhat  lighter.      Gipsy  enters.] 

Gipsy. 

Morning  is  beginning  to  dawn,  and  crowds 
of  people  are  already  Hocking  tow\ards  the 
fair:  the  sports  begin  with  daylight. 

Queen. 

Summon  the  rest  of  the  tribe,  and  meet 
me  forthwith  in  the  jjublic  square. 

[To  Derilshoof.'i 

Do  you  remain  to  bear  my  further  orders. 

[E.teunt  Thaddeus  and  Arline,  hand  in  hand,  fol- 
lowed by  the  other  Gipsies  repeating  Chorus.] 

DUET. 

Queen. 

This  is  thy  deed — seek  not  to  assuage 
My  jealous  fears  and  a  rival's  rage. 

Devilshoof. 
I  neither  fear  nor  seek  to  calm — 

Queen.     lAside  to  Dcvdshoof] 

Revenge  is  the  wounded  bosom's  balm. 
That  jewel  with  which  thou  hast  dared  to 

deck 
Thy  foredoomed  neck. 
Answer    me — where   didst    tliou   get   it — - 

where  f 

Devilshoof. 
'Twas  entrusted  to  my  care. 

Queen. 

This  very  night,  on  tliis  very  spot. 

Thy  soul  for  once  its  fears  forgot, 

And  a  drunken  galliard  vrho   cross'd  thy 

way, 
Became  thy  prey — 

Devilshoof. 

Fiend  born,  'twere  vain  to  fly 
The  glance  of  her  searching  eye! 


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B0HE3IIAX  GIRL. 


ENSEMBLE. 

Queen. 

Down  on  thv  knee  and  that  ^em  restore 

E'en  in  thy  shame  amazed, 
Or  long  years  of  sin  shall  deplore 

The  storm  which  thou  hast  raised. 

Devilshoof.  [j«(/e.] 

It  best  might  he  the  prize  to  restore, 

Much  as  I  seem  amazed. 
Or  hereafter  I  may  deplore 

The  storm  which  T  liavc  raised. 

Devilshoof. 

[Knedinij  and  presenting  the  medallion  to  the  Queen.'] 

Queen,  I  obey. 

Queen. 

'Tis  the  Avisest  thing 

Thy  coward  soul  could  do.      ITal-es  medallion.'] 

Devilshoof.  \_Mide.] 

Who  from  my  grasp  such  prize  could  wring, 
The  doing  it  may  rue. 


Queen. 
Depart,  and  join  the  rest. 

Devilshoof. 
I  do  thy  high  behest — 

ENSEMBLE.  lAside.^ 

The   wrongs   we    forgive  not   and   cannot 

forget, 
Will    the    edge    of    our    vengeance    more 

sharply  whet. 

Queen. 

The   wrongs    we   forgive  not   and   cannot 

forget, 
Will    the    edge    of    our    vengeance    more 

sharply  whet. 

[^ExeurU  the  Queen  and  Devilshoof  qp  separate  sides.'l 

Scene  II. — Another  Street  in  Presburg.     Daylighi. 

\_  Enter  Arline,  in  a  fanciful  dress,  followed  hy  a 
troop  of  Gipsies.  She  has  a  tamb<yrine  in  her 
hand.] 


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SONG. 

Come  with  the  gipsy  bride 

And  repair 

To  the  fair 
Where  the  mazy  dance 
Will  the  hours  entrance, 
Where  souls  as  light  preside! 
Life  can  give  nothing  beyond 
One  heart  you  know  to  bo  fond, 
Wealth  with  its  lioards  cannot  buy 
The  peace  content  can  supply, 
Rank  in  its  halls  may  not  find 
The  calm  of  a  liappy  mind — 

So  repair 

To  the  fair, 
And  they  all  may  be  met  with  there. 


Love  is  the  first  thing  to  clasp, 
But  if  he  escapes  your  grasp. 
Friendship  will  then  be  at  hand, 
In  the  young  rogue's  place  to  stand; 
Hope,  too,  will  be  nothing  loath 
To  point  out  the  way  to  both. 

So  repair 

To  the  fair. 
And  they  all  may  be  met  with  there. 


Chorus, 

In  the  gipsy's  life  you  may  read. 
The  life  that  all  would  like  to  lead. 

\_Exit  ArJiac,  folloiccd  hy  the  tribe  of  Gipsies  ] 


20 


BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


Scene  III. — A  (iraml  Fair  in  the  public  I'latz  of  Pres- 
burtj.  On  one  side  a  larr/e  hotel  over  which  is  inscribed 
"The  Hall  of  Justice."  Furious  grotips  of  Gentry, 
Soldiers,  Citizens,  and  Peasantrt/  cover  the  stage. 
Booths  are  seen  in  various  parts.  Rope  Dancers,  Show- 
men, JfaxtvorL;  a  Quack  Doctor,  Exhibition,  ^x.,  tf-c, 
are  dispersed  here  and  there.  Flags  hung  out  of  the 
windows,  and  ringing  of  bells,  enliven  the  scene. 

Chorus. 

Life  itself  is  at  the  best 

One  scene  in  mask  of  folly  drest, 

And  there  is  no  part  of  its  -wild  career 

But  you  will  meet  with  here! 

To  these  symbols  of  life  your  voices  swell, 

Viye  la  masque,  et  vive  la  bagatelle. 

[At  the  end  of  the  Chorus,  a  movement  is  perceived 
at  the  further  end  of  the  platz,  ichich  is  followed 
by  the  entrance  of  a  double  party  of  men  Gipsies, 
headed  by  Devilshoof  and  Thaddeus,  who  force  a 
passage  down  the  centre  of  the  stage,  which  they 
occupy ;  they  then  open  their  ranis,  when  another 
file  of  female  Gipsies,  headed  by  their  Queen  and 
Arline,  pass  between  them.  Florestein  and  citi- 
zens are  seen  watching  them  with  great  curiosity.'] 

QUARTETTE. 

ArVmc,  Queen,  Thaddeus,  Devilshoof. 

From  the  valleys  and  hills 
Where  the  sweetest  buds  grow, 
And  are  watered  by  rills 
Which  are  purest  that  liow. 
Come  we!    Come  Ave! 

Chorus. 

Light  of  heart,  Heet  of  foot,  reckless  of 
sligjit  or  gibe, 

Who  can  compare  with  the  free  happy 
gipsy  tribe  I 

[During  this,  the  body  of  Gipsies  have  been  enact- 
ing characteristic  Dances,  when  Arline,  carrying 
a  Jlower-basket  in  her  hand,  glides  round  to  the 
assembled  company  and  sings.] 

SOLO. 

A  rVntc. 

Sir  Knight,  and  lady,  listen! 
That  bright  eye  seems  to  glisten 

[To  a  lady.] 


As  if  his  trusted  tale 

Did  o'er  thy  sense  prevail ! 

[To  another — piinting  to  her  heart."] 

Pretty  maiden,  take  care,  take  care, 
Wliat  havoc  love  maketh  there! 

[To  a  third — pointing  to  a  ring  on  her finger.\ 

And  this  token,  from  love  you  borrow, 
Is  the  prelude  of  many  a  sorrow: 
There  are  those  who  have  lived,  who  knew 
The  gipsy's  words  to  be  true! 

Chorus. 

[As  the  dance  of  the  Gipsies  continues.'^ 

Light  of  heart,  fleet  of  foot,  reckless  of 
slight  or  gibe. 

Who  can  compare  with  the  free  happy 
gipsy  tribe? 

[At  the  end  of  the  dance  and  chorus,  Count  Arn- 
heim  and  some  Officers  of  State  enter;  his  hair 
has  become  grey,  his  step  is  slow,  and  his  ap- 
pearance is  that  of  sorroio.  Me  is  accosted  bif 
Florestein.  ] 

Florestein. 

My  dear  uncle,  it  delights  me  to  see  you 
amongst  us,  and  here  is  a  little  gipsy  girl 
that  would  delight  you  still  more,  [aside,]  if 
you  had  my  blood  in  your  veins:  she's 
positively  a  charming  creature. 

Couiif. 

I  have  lost  the  taste  of  joy,  and  the 
sight  of  youth  and  beauty  recalls  to  my 
memory  that  treasure  of  both,  my  loved 
and  lost  Arline. 

[Ue  gazes  attentively  at  Arline,  sighs  heavily,  that- 
exits  with  his  retinue  into  the  Hall  of  Justice.] 

FJorestein. 

[To  a  party  of  h  is  friends  J 

It's  no  use  restraining  me — I'm  positively 

smitten.       [Breaks  from  (Item  and  goes  uj)  to  Arliyic.'] 

Fair  creature,  your  manner  has  enchanted 
me,  and  I  would  fain  take  a  lesson  fi'om 
you. 

A}Ji)ie. 

Of  politeness,  sir!  By  all  means.  To- 
begin,  then:  whenever  you  address  a  lady 
take  your  hat  off. 


BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


21 


Florcstcin. 

Very  smart,  [tcith  a  titter,']  'pon  my  word, 
very  smart.  Your  naivete  only  increases 
the  feelings  of  admiration  and  devotion 
svhicli  a  too  susceptible  heart — 


Arline. 


Ha!  ha!  ha! 


{^Bursting  out  laughinr/.'] 


Florestein. 

Your  indifference  will  drive  me  to  de- 
spair. 

AiTme. 
Will  it  really! 

Florestein. 

Do  not  mock  me,  but  pity  my  too  sus- 
ceptible nature,  and  let  me  print  one  kiss 
upon — 

[Here  Arline  gives  him  a  violent  slap  on  the  face ; 
the  Queen,  who  has  gone  up  the  stage  with  Thad- 
deus,  now  brings  him  on  one  side  and  points  out 
the  situation  of  Arline  and  Florestein — he  is  about 
to  rush  upon  Florestein  just  as  Arline  has  slapped 
his  face — on  receiving  it,  he  turns  round  and  finds 
himself  between  the  two,  and  both  are  laughing  in 
his  face.^ 

Queen.       [Eyeing  Florestein.] 

It  is  the  very  person  from  whom  they 
stole  the  trinkets. 

[  Taking  the  medallion  from  her  bosom  ] 

This  too  is  his,  and  now  my  project 
thrives. 

[Florestein  turns  up  the  stage  to  join  his  party, 
and  the  Queen  crosses  to  Arline.] 

You  have  acted  well  your  part,  and  thus 
your  Queen  rewards  you. 

[  Places  the  medallion  around  her  nccl\] 

Forget  not  the  hand  that  gave  it. 
Arline. 

[Kneeling  and  Hssing  the  Queen's  hand.] 

Let  this  bespeak  my  gratitude. 

Queen. 
And  now  let  our  tribe  depart. 


[Chorus  and  dance  repeated,  and  the  Gipisies  are  nil 
about  to  march  off,  Thaddeus  and  Arline  bringing 
up  the  rear  of  their  body ;  when  Florestein,  who, 
with  his  friends,  had  been  watching  their  departure, 
perceives  his  medallion  on  the  neck  of  Arline — he 
breaks  through  the  crowd  and  stops  her — she  and 
Thaddeus  come  forward.] 

Florestein. 

Though  you  treated  me  so  lightly  some 
moments  past,  you  will  not  do  so  now. 
That  medallion  is  mine,  my  friends  here 
recognize  it. 

All. 

We  do,  we  do. 

[ Here  Devilshoof  is  seen  to  steal  off.  ] 

Florestein. 
And  I  accuse  you  of  having  stolen  it. 

Arline. 

Stolen!  It  was  this  instant  given  me  by 
our  Queen,  and  she  is  here  to  verify  my 
words. 

[Arline   runs   about   looking   everywhere  for  the 
Queen.] 

Florestein. 
That's  an  everyday  sort  of  subterfuge. 

[  To  the  crowd.  ] 

Worthy  people  and  friends,  that  medal- 
lion on  her  neck  belongs  to  me,  and  I 
accuse  her  or  her  accomplices  of  having 
robbed  me. 

CONCERTED  PIECE. 

[Chorus  of  Populace  surrounding  Arline.] 

Shame!  shame!  let  us  know  the  right, 
And  shame  on  the  guilty  one  light ! 

Thaddeus. 

[Pushing  before  Arline  to  shield  her.] 

He  who  a  hand  on  her  would  lay. 
Through  my  heart  must  force  his  way. 

Ch07'US. 

Tear  them  asunder,  but  still  protect. 
Until  they  can  prove  wdiat  they  but  suspect. 

Arline. 

To  all  who  their  belief  have  lent. 
Heaven  can  attest  I  am  innocent. 


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BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


\^Florestein,  who  had  during  this  movement  entered 
the  "Hall  of  Justice,"  is  now  seen  retumimj, 
followed  by  a  strowj  guard,  who  file  off  each  side 
of  the  steps. "[ 

Florestein. 

[To  Caj)taiit  of  Guard,  pointing  to  Arline.'] 

There  stands  the  culprit,  on  you  I  call: 
Conduct  her  away  to  the  Hall — to  the  Hall. 

{_  Arline  looks  at  him,  icith  great  contempt,  the  Gipsies 
jtcrceiving  her  danger  range  themselves  around  her. 
Thaddeus  brads  from  those  who  are  holding  him 
and  i-ushcs  up  to  her.  Florestein  has  got  behind 
the  Captain  of  the  Guard,  who  gives  orders  to  his 
Soldiers  to  seize  Arline^  vpon  which  the  Gipsies 
draw  their  daggers,  a  conflict  ensues,  in  which  the 
Guard  maintains  possession  of  Arline,  a  body  of 
the  Populace  re-seize  Thaddeus,  and  the  Gipsies 
are  routed. '\ 

ENSEMBLE. 

Cajitain  of  Guards. 

They  -who  Avr)iild  brave  the  law, 
Agamst  themselves  but  di'aw 
The  aid  of  which  they  stood  in  need, 
And  aggravate  their  guilty  deed. 

Florestein. 

Now  it  is  with  the  law, 

I  beg  leave  to  withdraw, 

A  glass  of  wine  1  greatly  need, 

For  it  has  hurt  my  nerves  indeed. 

Thaddeus. 

Free  me,  or  else  the  law 
Upon  your  heads  you  draw, 
Its  aid  you  may  live  to  need 
Who  smile  upon  this  daring  deed. 


Guard. 

If  ye  dare  brave  the  law, 

Upon  your  heads  ye  draw 

The  aid  of  which  ye  stand  in  need, 

And  aggravate  their  guilty  deed. 

GijJsies. 

"Why  should  we  fear  the  law, 

Or  all  the  arms  ye  draw. 

While  of  our  aid  she  stands  in  need, 

And  guiltless  is  of  such  a  deed? 

[Arline  is  conducted  by  a  file  of  the  Guard,  led  bi/ 
the  Captain,  and  preceded  by  Florestein  and  his 
party,  into  the  "Hall  of  Justice," — the  people  fol- 
low in  a  mass,  while  Thaddeus  is  detained  by  those 
who  first  seized  him;  and  as  Arline  is  going  up  the 
steps,  the  figure  of  the  Queen  is  seen  in  an  attitude 
of  triumph  over  her  rival's  fall.'] 


SCENK  IV. — Interior  of  Count  Arnhcim's  apartment  in- 
the  Hall  of  Justice — a  view  of  the  last  Scene  visible 
through  one  of  the  windows  at  the  bad:  A  full  length 
ptortrait  of  Arline,  as  she  was  in  the  First  Act,  hangs 
on  the  wall — state  chairs,  ij'c. — an  elevation  or  dias  on 
the  side. 

[Count  Arnheim  enters,  thoughtful  and  dejefted,  he 
contemplates  Arlinc's  piortrait,  and  wipes  a  tear 
from  his  eye.] 

Count. 

Whate'er  the  scenes  the  present  hour  calls 
forth  before  the  sight. 

They  lose  their  splendor  when  compared 
with  scenes  of  past  delight. 


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BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


23 


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BOHEMIAN  GIBL. 


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[At  the  end  of  the  song,  a  confused  noise  is  heard 
outside,  whenthe  Captain  of  the  Guard  enters."] 

Captain. 

A  robbery  has  been  committed,  and  the 
accused  is  now  in  the  hall  awaiting  the 
pleasure  of  your  lordship,  as  chief  magis- 
trate of  the  city,  for  examination. 

Count. 
Bring  the  parties  before  me. 

\_The  Captain,  arranges  the  magisterial  chair,  bows 
and  retires.'] 

Anything  to  arouse  me  from  these  dis- 
tracting thoughts,  though  the  sole  happiness 
I  now  enjoy  is  in  the  recollection  of  my 
long-lost  child. 

[(Seats  himself,  when  the  doors  are  violently  opened, 
and  a  mob  of  Citizens,  Guards  and  Gentry  enter. 
Florestein  is  in  the  midst  of  them,  who  instantly 
rushes  up  to  the  Count.  ] 

Florestein. 

It  is  your  lordship's  nephew — I,  who 
have  been  robbed! 

Count. 

Some  folly  of  yours  is  forever  compro- 
mising my  name  and  that  of  your  family. 

Florestein. 

But  I  am  in  this  instance  the  victim — I 
have  been  robbed,  and  there  stands  the 
culprit. 


[^Pointing  to  Arline,  standing  in  the  centre,  pale 
and  with  dishevelled  hair  but  still  haughty  in 
her  demeanor.] 

Count.  {Aside.] 

'Tis  she  I  saw  but  now  in  the  public 
square.  That  girl,  so  young,  so  beautiful, 
commit  a  robbery?    Impossible! 

Florestein. 

She  stole  this  medallion  belonging  to 
me — we  found  it  upon  her. 

Count.     [Addressing  Arline.] 

Can  this  be  true  ? 

Arline. 

[Looking  contemptuously  at  Florestein  and  turn- 
ing with  dignity  to  the  Count. ] 

Heaven  knows  I  am  innocent,  and  if 
your  lordship  knew  my  heart,  poii  would 
not  deem  me  guilty. 

Count. 

Her  words  sink  deep  into  my  breast. 
Childless  myself,  I  fain    would  spare  the 

child  of  another.  [To  Florestein.] 

What  proofs  have  you  of  this? 
Florestein. 

[  Pointing  to  his  friend.i.  ] 

My  witnesses  are  here,  who  all  can  swear 
they  saw  it  on  her  neck. 


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BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


We  can. 


All 


Count. 


Still  does  my  mind  misgive  me. 

[  To  Arline,  in  a  kind  tone.'] 

My  wish  is  to  establish  your  innocence — 
explain  the  matter  to  me,  and  without  fear. 

Arlinc. 

Tliat  medallion  was  given  to  me  by  the 
Queen  of  the  tribe  to  whicli  I  belong — how 
it  came  into  her  possession  I  know  not. 
But  a  liglit  breaks  in  upon  me- — I  see  it 
all — I  chanced  to  incur  her  displeasure, 
and  to  revenge  lierself  upon  me,  she  has 
laid  fur  me  this  shameless  snare,  into  which 
I  have  innocently  fallen,  and  of  which  1 
have  become  the  victim. 

[IIidiii(j  her  face  in  her  hands,  and  weepiiif/.] 


Count. 


[  TVitJi  a  struggle.  ] 


I  believe  your  tale,  and  from  my  heart 
I  pity  the  inexperience  which  has  led  to 
the  ruin  of  one  who  seems  above  the  grade 
of  those  she  herds  with — but  in  the  fulfill- 
ment of  duty  1  must  compromise  the 
feelings  of  nature,  and  I  am  forced  to 
deliver  you  into  the  hands  of  justice. 


Arline. 


[To  the  Count.] 


To  you  my  earthly,  to  Him  my  lieavenly 
judge,  I  re-assert  my  innocence.  I  may  be 
accused,  but  will  not  be  degraded,  and  from 
the  infamy  with  which  I  am  unjustly 
threatened,  thus  I  free  myself. 

[She  dmus  a  dagger  from  beneath  her  scarf  and 
is  about  to  atab  herself,  when  Count  Arnheim 
rushes  forward,  seizes  her  arm,  and  wrests  the 
dagger  from  her.  ] 

FINALE. 

Count. 
Hold!  hold! 

W(!  cannot  give  the  life  we  take 
iS'or  re-unite  the  heart  we  break! 
Sad  thing — 

[Taking  the  hand  of  Arline,  and  suddenly  seeing 
the  wound  on  her  arm.  ] 


What  visions  round  me  rise. 
And  cloud,  with  mists  of  the  past,  mine 

eyes  f 
That  mark !  those  features !  and  thy  youth ! 

[Dragging  Arline  forward,  and  in  great  agitation.  ] 

My  very  life  hangs  on  thy  truth — 
How  came  that  markf 

Arline. 

[Becollecting  Thaddeus's  words.  ] 

E'er  on  my  head 
My  sixth  sun  had  its  radiance  shed, 
A  wild  deer,  who  iiad  lain  at  bay. 
Pursued  by  hunters,  cross'd  my  way; 
My  tender  frame,  by  his  antler  gored, 
An  humble  youth  to  my  home  restored: 
The  tale  he  but  this  day  confess'd, 
And  is  near  at  hand  to  relate  the  rest. 

[_Here  a  tumult  is  heard,  and  Thaddeus,  having 
escaped  from  those  who  confined  him,  breaks  into 
the  room,  and  rushes  into  the  arms  of  Arline. 
The  Count,  on  seeing  him,  reels  back.  A  general 
excitement  prevails.  ] 

Count. 

With  the  force  of  fear  and  hope 
My  feelings  have  to  cope ! 

A  rline. 

[Approaching  the  Cotint  and  pointing  to  Thaddeus, 
who  sta7'ts  on  beholding  him.] 

'Tis  he  the  danger  braved; 
'Tis  he  my  life  who  saved. 

SOLO. 
Count. 

[Seizing  Arline  in  his  arms,  and  in  a  transport 

of  joy.] 
Mine  ovm,  my  long  lost  child! 

C)h,  seek  not  to  control 
This  frantic  joy,  this  wild 

Delirium  of  my  soul! 
Bound  in  a  father's  arms 

And  i)ill()w'd  upon  liis  breast, 
Bid  all  th<'  rude  ahirnis 

That  assaifd  th}-  feelings,  rest. 

[Count  clasps  Arline  to  his  heart — kisses  her  head, 
hands,  hair,  and  shedding  tears  of  jog.] 


BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


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Arline. 

{Bewildered,  starts  from  the  Count  and  runs  to 
Thaddeus.  ] 

Speak — speak!  this  shaken  frame, 
This  doubt,  this  torture,  see — 

My  hopes — my  very  life — my  fame 
Depend  on  thee. 

Thaddeus. 

^Pointing  to  Count  Arnheim,  with  deep  emotion.   Aside.  ] 

Dear  as  thou  long  hast  been, 
Dear  as  thou  long  wilt  be, 
Mourned  as  this  passing  scene 
Will  be  through  life  by  me. 
Though   his   heart,   and   none   other,   like 

mine  can  adore  thee, 
Yet  iaioud']  thou  art  not  deceived — 'tis  thy 
father  before  thee! 

I  irline  staggers,  and  then  rushes  into  the  Count's  arms.  J 
ENSEMBLE. 

Chorus. 

Praised  be  the  will  of  heaven, 
Whose  light  on  them  smiled, 

And  whose  bounty  hath  given 
The  father  his  child! 

Count. 

Praised  be  the  wiU  of  heaven, 
Whose  light  o'er  me  smiled, 

And  whose  bounty  hath  given 
A  father  his  child! 

Arline. 

Praised  be  the  will  of  heaven, 
Whose  light  o'er  me  smiled. 

And  whose  bounty  hath  given 
A  father  his  child! 

Thaddeus. 

Though  from  this  bosom  riven, 

That  heart  is  beguiled, 
The  bereavement  hath  given 

The  father  his  child! 

lUiaddeus  hides  his  fare  in  his  hands,  much  moved.  ] 


Dcvilshoof. 

[^Suddenly  emerging  from  the  crowd  and  draggiwj 
Thaddeus  away.'\ 

Better  to  go  'ere  driven, 

Than  e'er  be  reviled, 
For  the  bounty  hath  given 

The  father  his  child! 

Chorus. 

Praised  be  the  will  of  heaven, 
Whose  light  on  them  smiled, 

And  whose  bounty  hath  given 
The  father  his  child! 


ACT  III. 


A  Splendid  Saloon,  in  the  Castle  of  Count  Arnheim,  a 
large  loindoiv-door  at  the  bade  opening  on  the  Parle. 
On  the  side,  the  door  of  a  small  Cabinet,  doors  at  the 
hack  leading  into  spacious  Galleries. 

\_Enter  Arline,  elegantly  dressed  for  a  Ball.  J 

Arline. 

The  past  appears  to  me  but  a  dream 
from  which  I  have  at  length  aroused  me. 
Yet  my  heart  recalls  enough  to  convince 
me  it  was  all  reality.  When  I  think  of  the 
wandering  life  I  led,  my  memory  will  re- 
vert to  him  who  in  every  trial  preserved 
its  honor,  who  twice  restored  me  to  a 
father's  arms,  and  at  length  to  a  father's, 
home. 

\_Count  Arnheim  enters  ivith  Florestein — Arline 
runs  into  his  arms.^ 

Count. 

Every  moment  you  leave  me  is  a  mo- 
ment of  unhappincss.  I  am  jealous  of 
whatever  divides  us,  short  as  may  be  the 
interval.  On  a  night  of  so  much  joy,  when 
so  many  friends  are  to  assemble  and  par- 
ticipate in  your  father's  delight,  let  me 
intercede  for  one  you  have  too  much  cause 
to  be  angrv  with. 


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B0HE2IIA^  GIRL. 


ArlinC.     [Averting  her  head.'[ 

The    very    sight   of    liim    disturbs  me. 

[  To  the  Count  1 
The  M-ishos  of  niv  dear  f;ither  I  would 
cheerfully  comply  with,  but  the  repugnance 
I  cannot  ov^ercome. 

Fhrestein. 

[Falling  on  nis  knee.'\ 

Fair  cousin,  let  me  plead  my  own  cause, 
and  express  the — aw — sorrow  I  really  feel 
at  having  for  an  instant  believed  it  possible 
— in  fact,  I  never  in  reality — 

[Enter  a  So'vant.] 

AVhat  the  devil  do  you  want  at  such  a  crit- 
ical ])art  of  one's  conversation? 

[Servant  crosses  to  the  Count.'\ 

Servant. 

The  castle  is  filling  with  guests  n'ho  in- 
quire for  your  lordship.  [Exit.] 


Count. 


[To  Arline.'] 


Let  US  hasten  to  meet  them,  and  afford 
me  the  joy  of  making  you  known  to  them. 

Arline. 

Allow  me  but  time  to  fortify  myself  for 
a  ceremony  1  am  a  stranger  to,  and  I  will 
follow  you. 

Florestein. 

That  is  but  reasonable,  uncle — I  Avill 
live  in  hopes  of  my  cousin's  forgiveness, 
whicli  can  glone  restore  me — peace — of 
mind.  [AxUlc]  I  shall  positively  expire 
if  I  don't  lead  off  the  first  quadrille  with 

-licr.  [Exeunt  Count  and  I'lorestein.] 

ArJinc. 

I  am  once  more  left  to  my  thoughts,  and 
all  the  deep  regrets  which  accompany 
them.  Nothing  can  drive  the  recollection 
of  Thaddeus  from  my  mind,  and  the  lonely 
life  I  led,  was  to  me  far  happier  than  the 
constrained  one  now  I  pass;  and  the  grace- 
ful dress  of  the  gipsy  girl  becomes  me 
more  than  all  this  gaudy  apparel  of  nobles. 

{  Going  around  the  room  to  ser,  if  any  one  w  watching.  | 


Now  no  eye  beholds  me,  I  may  at  least  in- 
dulge in  a  remembrance  of  the  past. 

[  Goes  to  the  Cabinet  and  brings  out  her  gipst/  dress."] 

The  sight  of  this  recalls  the  memory  of 
happy  days,  and  of  him  who  made  them 
happy. 

[As  she  is  contemplating  the  dress,  the  window  at 
the  back  suddenly  opens,  and  Devilshoof  springs 
into  the  apartment.  ] 

.A.rll7ie.  [Screamitig.] 

Ah !  what  seek  you  here  with  me  ? 

Devilslioof. 

Hush!  fear  not;  but  be  silent.  I  came 
to  ask  you  to  rejoin  our  tribe — we  have 
never  ceased  to  feel  the  loss  of  one  liked 
more  than  all  the  rest. 

Arline. 

Impossible!  Leave  me,  I  pray,  and  let 
me  forget  we  have  ever  been  acquainted. 

Devilslioof. 

I  have  brought  with  me  one  who  has, 
undoubtedly,  greater  powers  of  persuasion 
than  I  can  pretend  to. 

[Here  Thaddeus  appears  at  the  window;  enters 
the  room,  and  Arline,  unable  to  restrain  her 
feelings,  rushes  into  his  arms.'] 

Thaddeus. 

In  the  midst  of  so  much  luxury,  so  much 
wealth  and  grandeur,  I  thought  you  had 
forgotten  me. 

Arline. 

Forgotten  you!     [Pointing  to  the  gipsy's  dress.] 

Had  I  nothing  else  to  remind  me  of  you, 
this  would  always  speak  to  me  of  you. 
Forgotten  yoaf 

Thaddeus. 

The  scenes  in  which  you  now  move, 
may  diive  from  your  memory  every  trace 
of  the  past,  and  I  only  come  to  ask — to 
hope — that  you  will  sometimes  think 
upon  me. 

;  Devil shoof  goes  up  to  the  window,  on  the  look  out.'] 


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"VVlien  coldness,  oi"  deceit,  shall  slight 

The  beauty  now  they  prize, 
And  deem  it  but  a  faded  light 

Which  beams  within  your  eyes; 
When  hollow  hearts  shall  wear  a  mask 

'Twill  break  your  own  to  see, 
Jn  such  a  moment  I  but  ask 

That  you'll  remember  me. 

{_At  the  end  of  the  song,  Arline  goes  up  to  Thad- 
dcus,  and  with  great  emphasis,  sai/s  :  ] 

Arlinc. 

Whatever  may  be  our  future  lot,  nothing 
should  persuade  you  that  I  can  ever  cease 
to  think  of,  ever  cease  to  love  you. 

Th  addcUS.  [  Overjoyed.  ] 

My  heart  is  overpowered  with  happiness : 
yet,  alas!  'tis  but  of  short  duration,  for  I 
must  leave  you  now  for  ever. 

Arlinc. 

Oh,  no,  no!  say  not  so!  I  cannot  live 
without  you. 

TJiaddcus. 

And  will  you  then  forsake  your  home, 
your  kindred,  all!  and  follow  me"? 

TRIO. 
TJiaddcus.  [  To  Arline.  ] 

Through  the  world  wilt  thou  fly 
From  the  world  with  me — 

Wilt  thou  fortune's  frowns  defy. 
As  I  will  for  theef 

Arlinc.  [To  Thaddeus.'] 

Through  the  world  I  wull  fly 
From  the  world  Avith  thee, 

Could  I  hush  a  father's  sigh 
That  would  heave  for  me. 

Dcvilshoof. 

[  Coming  forward.     To  Thaddeus.  ] 
All  the  world  hither  fly, 

Come  away  with  me! 
Never  let  a  lover's  sigh 

Ruin  bring  on  thee! 
Hasten!  hasten!  thy  safety  calls: 
See  where  they  throng  the  halls ! 

This  way  !  [  Going  totcards  the  window.  ] 


JlriDtC.    [Stopping  Thaddcvs.'] 

Stop!   do  not  snap  the  string 

Of  the  fon-dcst  tie 
In  my  memory 

To  which  the  heart  can  cling. 

TJiaddcus. 
I  am  chained  by  fate  to  the  spot. 

DcviUJioof. 
Nearer  they  come! 

Arlinc. 

Oh,  leave  me  not. 

TJiaddcus. 

Oh,  whore  should  affection's  feelings  rest, 

If  they  may  not  repose  on  aftcction's  breast  I 

Better  to  die  than  live  to  grieve 

Over  the  pangs  such  partings  leave! 

DcvilsJlOof.     IStill  looking  out.  ] 

A  moment  more  and  your  doom  is  cast! 

Arlinc.  [Aside.l 

The  hopes  that  were  brightest,  the  dreams 

of  the  past 
In  the  fulness  of  promise  recede, 
And  render  the  prospect  dark  indeed. 

Bevilslioof. 
Escape  is  hopeless. 

Arline.     \_Pointing  to  cahinet.'l 

Enter  here! 

Where  detection  we  need  not  fear! 

ENSEMBLE. 

TJiaddcus. 
If  it  were  not  for  thee,  I  would  here  await 
The  venom'd  shafts  of  their  deadliest  hate. 

DcvilsJioof. 
Though  here  you  may  linger,  I  will  not 

await 
The  certain  blow  of  their  power  and  hate. 

Arlinc. 
Oh,  if  only  for  me,  no  longer  await 
The  venom'd  shafts  of  their  deadliest  hate. 

[Thaddeus  has  barely  time  to  take  refuge  in  the 
cabinet,  and  Dcvilshoof  to  escape  by  the  window, 
when  the  great  doors  are  thrown  open,  and  a 
brilliant  assemblage  enters,  led  by  Count  Am- 
heim,  Florestein,  ^r.;  Count  takes  Arline's 
hand,  and  presents  her  to  the  company.'] 


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BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


Count. 

Welcome,  Avelcome  all — share  with  me 
all  the  joy  I  feci  while  I  }>resent  my  loved 
and  long  lost  daughter. 

FINALE. 

Cliorus. 

Welcome  the  present,  oh  ponder  not 

On  the  days  departed  now. 
Let  the  cares  that  were  theirs  be  forgot, 

And  raised  from  pleasure's  brow; 
Never  mind  time,  nor  what  he  has  done, 
If  he  only  the  present  will  smile  upon. 

Flon'stein. 

\^Sc€in'j  the  'jijisy  dress  on  a  chair  and  takinfj  it  up.] 

This  is  not  an  ornament  fit  to  grace. 
At  such  a  moment,  such  stately  place, 
And  perchance  'twere  best  to  hide  the  prize 
In  this  recess  [pointkir/  to  the  cahine('\  from  his 
lordship's  eyes. 

ArJine. 

[  Whose  attention  has  been  riveted  on  the  cabinet, 
and  seeing  Florestein  c/o  near  it.  ] 

That  room  and  its  treasure  belong  to  me. 
And  from  all  intrusion  must  sacred  be. 

Chorus. 

Never  mind  time,  nor  wliat  he  has  done, 
If  he  only  the  present  will  smile  upon! 
Welcome  the  present,  oh  ponder  not 

On  days  departed  now; 
Let  the  cares  that  were  theirs  be  forgot. 

And  raised  from  pleasure's  brow. 

I A  confused  mvrmiir  is  heard  at  the  lack  of  the  stage.'] 

Wliat  sounds  break  on  the  ear, 
Checking  young  joy's  career? 

[J  female,  closely  veiled,  enters  the  apartment  and 
goes  vp  to  Count  Arnheim.'} 

Female. 

Heed  the  warning  voice! 
Wail  and  not  rejoice! 
The  foe  to  thy  rest. 
Is  one  thou  lovest  best. 

[5.'e  lets  her  veil  fall,  and  discorers  the  Queen  of 
the  Gipsies.] 


Count. 

Who  and  what  thou?  Let  me  knew 
Whom  dost  thou  deem  my  foe! 

Queeii. 

Think  not  my  warning  wild! 

'Tis  thy  re-found  child! 

She  loves  a  youth  of  the  tribe  I  sway, 

And  braves  the  world's  reproof; 
List  to  the  Avords  I  say — 

He  is  now  concealed  beneath  thy  roof ! 

Count. 
Base  wretch,  thou  liest — 

Queen. 

Thy  faith  I  begrudge — 
Open  that  door,  and  thyself  be  judge. 

l^Count  rushing  to  the  door  of  the  cabinet  ichile 
Arline  in  vain  opposes.] 

ENSE3IBLE. 

Count. 

Stand  not  across  my  path, 
Brave  not  a  father's  Avrath. 

Arlbie. 

ThrOAAm  thus  across  thy  path. 
Let  me  abide  thy  wratli. 

[  J7;e  Count  pushes  Arline  aside,  opens  the  door, 
and  Thaddeus  appears — the  Count  reels  back, 
and  every  one  seems panic-st7-uck.] 

QUINTETTE   AND    CHORUS. 

Count,  Florestein,  Thaddeus,  Arline,  and  Queen. 

Count.  [To  Arline.} 

To  shame  and  feeling  dead, 

Now  hopeless  to  deplore, 
The  thunder  bursting  on  thy  head. 

Had  not  surprised  me  more. 

Florestein. 

And  this  is  why  she  said, 

I  must  not  touch  the  door, 
It  clearly  would  have  been  ill  bred. 

For  rivals  are  a  bore! 


BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


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Thaddeus. 

Though  ever  J  hope  be  fled, 

Which  seem'd  so  bright  before, 

The  vengeance  I  scorn  to  dread, 
Which  they  on  me  can  pour! 

Arline. 

[Horror  stricken  on  sceinry  the  Quecn.J 

To  all  but  vengeance  dead, 
She  stands  mine  eyes  before! 

Its  thunders  waiting  on  my  head 
In  all  her  hate  to  pour. 

Queen. 

[Maliciously  eyeing  Arline.'] 

All  other  feelings  dead, 

Revenge  can  hope  restore. 
Its  thunders  on  her  daring  head 

I  only  live  to  pour. 

Chorus. 

Although  to  feeling  dead. 

This  sorrow  we  deplore, 
The  thunder  bursting  o'er  our  head, 

Had  not  surprised  us  more. 

Count. 

[Advancing  to  TJiadcIeus.'] 

Leave  the  place  thy  polluting  step  hath 

cross'd, 
Depart  or  thou  art  lost. 

Thaddeus. 

[Casting  a  sorron-ful  look  on  Arline  as  he  is  about 

to  (JO.  ] 

To  threats  I  should  contemn. 
For  thy  dear  sake  I  yield. 

Arline. 

[Summoning  resolution.  ] 

The  bursting  torrent  I  will  stem, 
And  him  I  live  for,  shield. 

[She  takes  Thaddeus  by  the  hand  and  goes  to  the 
Count,  then  turns  to  the  company.  ] 

Break  not  the  only  tie. 

That  bids  my  heart  rejoice, 
For  whom  contented  I  would  die 

[  With  energy.] 

The  husband  of  my  choice. 


Count. 

[Bushing  between  them  and  drawing  his  sword- 
To  Thaddeus.  ] 

Depart  ere  my  thirsty  weapon  stains 
These  halls  with  the  blood  of  thy  recreant 

veins ! 

[To  Arline.  \ 

False  thing!  beloved  too  long,  too  well. 
Brave  not  the  madness  thou  canst  not  quelU 

Queen. 

[Seizing  Thaddeus  by  the  arm.\ 

List  to  the  warning  voice  that  calls  thee! 
Fly  from  the  peril  which  enthralls  thee ! 

[Darting  a  furious  look  at  Arline  as  she  passes  her.] 

Weep  rivers — for  ages  pine! 
He  shall  never  he  thine. 

[As  the  Queen  is  dragging  Thaddeus  towards  the 
loindow,  Arline  stops  him.] 

Arline.  [  To  the  assembly.  ] 

Your  pardon,  if  I  seek 

With  my  father  alone  to  speak. 

[ Exeunt  every  one  at  the  large  doors  each  side  of 
the  windows,  which  close  upon  them — the  Queen 
is  seen  to  p)ass  out  of  the  window.] 

Arline. 

[Falling  at  the  Count's  feet.] 

See  at  your  feet  a  suppliant — one 

Whose  place  should  be  your  heart — 
Behold  the  only  living  thing 
To  which  she  had  to  cling. 
Who  saved  her  life,  watched  o'er  her  years 
With  all  the  fondness  faith  endears. 
And  her  affections  won — 
Rend  not  such  ties  apart. 

Count. 

Child!  Arline!  wilt  thou,  darest  thou  heap 
A  stain  thine  after  life  will  beweep. 
On  these  hairs  by  thee  and  sorrow  bleach'd, 
On  this  heart  dishonor  never  reach'd. 

Arline. 

[Rising  and  seeking  refuge  in  the  arms  of  Thaddeus.] 

Whatever  the  danger,  the  ruin,  the  strife, 
It  must  fall;  united  we  are  for  life. 


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BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


Count.  [  TfUk  rar/e.  ] 

Unitpd!  and  wouldst  tliou  link  my  name 
In  a  chain  of  such  deep  disgrace  ? 

Mj  rank,  my  very  blood  defame, 
With  a  blot  no  time  can  efface? 

The  child  of  my  heart,   of  my  house  the 

pride, 

An  outcast  gipsy's  bride! 

Thaddeus. 

\^Breaking  from  her,  and  going  up  with,  great  dig- 
nity to  Count  Amheim.} 

Proud  lord,  although  this  head  proscribed 
Should  fall  by  the  weapons  thy  wealth  hath 

bribed: 
Although  in  revealing  the  name  I  bear, 

Tiie  home  I  shall  see  no  more, 
The  land  which  to  thee  in  its  deep  despair 

The  deadliest  hatred  bore, 
I  may  fall  as  have   fallen  the   bravest   of 

foes, 

'Twere  better  like  them  to  die! 

And  in  dishonored  earth  to  lie. 
Than  bear  unresented  reproaches  like  those. 

[Count  Amheim  and  Arline  hetrny  symptoms  of 
astonishment,  yet  great  anxiety.] 

Start  not,  but  listen! 
AVhen  the  fair  land  of  Poland  was  ploughed 

by  the  hoof 
Of  the  ruthless  invader, — when  might, 
With  steel  to  the  bosom  and  flame  to  the 

roof, 
Completed  her  triumph  o'er  right: 
In  that  moment  of  danger,  when  freedom 

invoked 
Ail  the  fetterless  sons  of  her  pride, 
In  a  phalanx  as  dauntless  as  freedom  e'er 

yoked, 
I  fought  and  I  fe)l  by  her  side; 
IVIy  birth  is  noble,  unstained  my  crest 
As  is  thine  own,  let  this  attest. 

[  Takes  his  commission  from  his  bosom,  and  gives  it 
to  the  Count,  who  stands  fixed  and  bewildered.'\ 

Pity  for  one  in  childhood  torn 
From  kindred  with  whom  she  dwelt, 

Rioened  in  after  years  to  love 
The  fondest  that  heart  hath  felt, 


Has  made  me  thus  far  faith  renew 
With  outlaws  chance  first  link'd  me  to- 
As  a  foe  on  this  head  let  your  hatred  be 

piled. 
But  despise  not  one  who  hath  so  loved  your 

child. 

Count.  [Greatly  moved,  J 

The  feuds  of  a  nation's  strife. 

The  party  storms  of  life. 

Should  never  their  sorrows  Impart 

To  the  calmer  scenes  of  the  heart. 

By  this  hand  let  thine  hold, 

TiU  the  blood  of  its  veins  be  cold! 

[Thaddeus,  moved  to  tears,  is  about  to  full  at  the 
CounV s feet,  who  checks  him-l 

Not  at  mine — be  that  homage  paid  at  hers. 
Who    the    fond    one    of    feeling    on    thc) 

confers. 

TRIO. 

Count. 

Let  not  the  soul  over  sorrows  grieve. 
With    which    the    bosom    hath    ceased   to 

heave. 
Let  us  not  think  of  the  tempest  past. 
If  we  reach  the  haven  at  last. 

Arline. 

Ne'er  should  the  soul  over  sorrows  grieve. 
With    which    the    bosom    hath    ceased   to 

heave. 
Ne'er  should  we  think  of  the  tempest  past. 
If  we  reach  the  haven  at  last. 

Thaddeus. 

Why  should  the  soul  over  sorrows  grieve- 
With    which    the    bosom    hath    ceased  to 

heave? 
Why  should  we  think  of  the  tempest  past, 
If  we  reach  the  haven  at  last? 

[During  the  trio,  the  wan  figure  of  the  Queen  has 
been  seen  at  the  window  ut  ine  Oarl-,  and  at  the  end 
of  it,  as  Thaddeus  is  about  to  embrace  Arline,  the 
Queen,  in  a  transjiort  of  rage,  -points  him  out  to  a 
Gipsy  by  her  side,  ivho  is  in  the  act  of  firing  at 
him,  when  Derilshoof,  uho  has  tracked  their  steps. 


BOHEMIAN  GIRL. 


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averts  the  Gipsy's  aim,  and  hy  a  rapid  movement 
turns  the  pistol  towards  the  Queen — it  goes  off,  and 
skefalls-l 

Count. 

Guard  every  portal — summon  each  guest 

and  friend — 
And  this  festive  scene  suspend. 

[T/ie  distant  sound  of  Joyous  instruments  heard  in 
the  saloons,  which  the  intelligence  of  the  catastro- 
phe is  supposed  to  have  reached,  ceases,  and  crowds 
of  Nobles,  Ladies,  Guests,  ^-c,  pour  in  at  each 
door.  Arline  rushes  into  the  arms  of  Thaddeus, 
and  then  passes  over  to  the  Count.  ] 


ArVinc  and  Chorus. 
Oh!  what  full  delight 

Through  my  bosom  thrills, 
And  a  wilder  glow 

In  my  heart  instils! 
Bliss!  unfelt  before, 

Hope!  without  alloy. 
Speak,  with  raptured  tone, 

Of  that  heart  the  joy ! 

\_As  the  curtain  descends,  is  heard  under  the  mw' 
dow  at  the  hack — ] 

The  Gipsy  Chorus. 
In  the  gipsy's  life  you  may  read, 
The  life  that  all  would  like  to  lead. 


END   OF  THE   OPEEA. 


TWO  LETTERS  FROM  RICHARD  WAGNER. 


During  the  Grand  Operatic  Festival  at  Bayreuth  in  1876,  a  number  of  new 
Grand  Pianos  of  the  most  celebrated  European  as  well  as  of  several  American 
makers  had  been  placed  at  Mr.  Richard  Wagner's  disposal;  among  them  a  new 
Centennial  Concert  Grand  piano  made  by  "  Steinway  &  Sons"  of  New  York, 
which,  from  its  wonderful  power,  beauty  and  sympathetic  quality  of  tone,  far 
outshone  all  rival  instrumeiits  and  which  Mr.  Richard  Wagner  at  once  chose  for 
his  own  private  use. 

In  the  beginning  of  1879,  Mr.  Wagner  was  requested  by  Mr.  Theo.  Steinway 
to  send  this  Grand  piano  to  the  Steinway  Central  European  depot,  in  order  to 
receive  the  latest  invention,  the  "Tone  Pulsator,"  patented  in  July  1S78.  On 
sending  the  Grand,  Mr.  Wagner  writes  as  follows : 

"Bayreuth,  March  nth,  1879. 
My  dear  Mr.  Steinway , 

I  miss  my  Steinway  Grand  as  one  misses  a  beloved  wife;  it  is 
wanting  constantly,  wanting  everywhere.  I  no  longer  indulge  in  music  since 
that  Grand  is  gone,  and  trust  its  absence  will  not  be  too  long  protracted. 

Very  truly  yours, 

RICHARD  WAGNER." 

The  following  letter  was  written  to  Mr.  Theodore  Steinway  by  the  great 
Master  shortly  after  tlie  return  of  the  Steinway  Grand  (now  containing  the  Tone 
Pulsator)  to  his  home  : 

"Bayreuth,  April  nth,  1S79. 
Aly  dear  Air.  Steinway ^ 

Really,  you  ought  personally  to  have  witnessed  the  gratification 
which  I  experienced  upon  receiving  back  your  magnificent  Grand  piano;  you 
certainly  would  not  have  asked  me  to  add  another  word. 

I  do  indeed  deem  it  humiliating  for  so  many  other  branches  of  art,  that  this 
art  of  building  piano-fortes  alone  should  so  closely  approach  such  undeniable  ideal 
perfection.  I  know  of  nothing  in  Painting,  Sculpture,  Architecture,  Literature 
and,  unfortunately  also  Music,  which — since  I  have  comprehension  of  same — could 
compare  with  the  masterly  perfection  reached  in  piano-forte  building. 

From  your  communication,  however,  I  readily  perceive  with  what  enthusiastic 
love  you  seek  to  attain  the  incorporation  of  the  most  "spirituelle"  tone  into  the 
piano,  which  heretofore  had  only  served  as  the  exponent  of  actual  musical  sound. 
Our  great  Tone-Masters,  when  writing  the  grandest  of  their  creations  for  the 
piano-forte,  seem  to  have  had  a  presentiment  of  the  Ideal  Grand  Piano,  as  now 
attained  by  yourselves.  A  Beethoven  Sonata,  a  Bach  Chromatic  Phantasie,  can 
only  be  fully  appreciated  when  rendered  upon  one  of  your  piano-fortes. 

Although  I  do  not  possess  the  slightest  dexterity  in  piano-forte  playing, 
I  delight  in  being  able  to  do  justice  to  your  assumption  of  my  inborn  and 
cultivated  sense  of  tone.  For  Sounds  of  such  Beauty  as  those  coming  from  my 
Steinway  Grand,  flatter  and  coax  the  most  agreeable  Tone-pictures  from  my 
harmonic  melodic  senses. 

/«  a  word,  "  I  Jind  your  Grand  Piano  of  wondrous  beauty.  It  is  a  nobU 
work  of  Art.''  And  with  a  thousand  thanks  for  this  new  attention,  I  delight  in 
being  able  to  call  myself 

Your  friend, 

RICHARD  WAGNER." 


FBANZ   LISZT. 
Messrs.    STEIN  WAY   &   SONS: 

Gents  :  The  magnificent  Steinway  Grand  Piano  now  stands  in  my  music  room, 
and  presents  a  harmonic  totality  oj  admirable  qualities,  a  detailed  enumeration  of  which  is 
the  more  superfluous  as  this  instrument  fully  justifies  the  world-wide  reputation  that  for 
years  you  have  everywhere  enjoyed. 

After  so  much  well-deserved  praise,  permit  me  also  to  add  my  homage,  and  the  ex- 
pression of  my  undisguised  admiration,  with  which  I  remain, 

Very  sincerely  yours, 

FRANZ  LISZT. 


ANTON  RUBINSTEIN. 

New  York,  May  24,  1873. 
Messrs.   STEINWAY   &  SONS: 

Gentlemen  :  On  the  eve  of  returning  to  Europe,  I  deem  it  my  pleasant  duty  to 
express  to  you  my  most  heartfelt  thanks  for  all  the  kindness  and  courtesy  you  have  shown 
me  during  my  stay  in  the  United  States;  but  also,  and  above  all,  for  your  unrivaled 
Piano-Fortes,  which  once  more  have  done  full  justice  to  their  world-wide  reputation, 
both  for  excellence  and  capacity  of  enduring  the  severest  trials.  For  during  all  my  long 
and  difficult  journeys  all  over  America,  In  a  very  inclement  season,  I  used  and  have  been 
enabled  to  use,  your  Pianos  exclusively  in  my  Two  Hundred  and  Fifteen  Concerts,  and 
also  in  private,  with  the  most  eminent  satisfaction  and  effect. 

Yours  very  truly, 

ANTON  RUBINSTEIN^ 


THEODOBE    THOMAS. 

Cincinnati,  July  19th,  1879 
Messrs.   STEINWAY   &   SONS: 

Gentlemen:  I  consider  the  Steinway  Piano  the  best  Piano  at  present  made,  and 
that  is  the  reason  why  I  use  it  in  private  and  also  in  all  my  public  concerts. 

As  long  as  the  Pianos  of  Messrs  Steinway  &  Sons  retain  that  high  degree  of  excel- 
lence of  manufacture,  and  those  admirable  qualities  which  have  always  distinguished 
them,  I  shall  continue  to  use  them  in  preference  to  all  other  Pianos. 

Respectfully  Yours, 

THEODORE  THOMAS. 


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